Loving The Clumps On Her Eyelashes

Once upon a time there was a girl

Typing, tapping, looking up, but always looking down

The shy smiles and the freckles that she never let you connect

That girl who you loved when she was there and forgot when she was not 

She was a shy girl that had a bright laugh

There was a pile of book in her arms like a pet

It was a comfort to her 

The paper smell was a home smell 

And she had clumps in her eyelashes.

The tears that had run down her cheeks 

To the beat of the story books she read

Became her best feature 

When she bowed over paper 

She created the worlds that no one had else had ever seen before

The ink flowed through every alley she could reach 

And if the end that ink flowed for the world to see 

She was beautiful in all her ways

But the most that she was ever alive 

Was when she cried tears of joy at the sight of her work 

The crowds of the fans saw the tears and they loved too

They started loving the clumps in her eyelashes